teenage fever

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Wearing: Thrifted top, Supre Jeans, Thrifted camera.

Spent the afternoon exploring our new digs with film camera in tow. Don’t be fooled- it was roughly 37 degrees while these photos were being taken and I have no idea what possessed me to wear jeans. Guess I’m just too eager for that Melbourne winter feelin’. This city dramatically changes with the seasons, in my opinion. As do I. And apparently summer was not my shining hour. Currently buried under a Mount-Everest-sized heaping mound of uni work that makes my brain wanna melt and my eyes wanna water. With tears, that is. Also forgot I had a blog there for a bit. Additionally hoping you didn’t forget I existed during that time but I’d probably understand.

In other news- our landlord hates us, yesterday my card declined at Woolworths and I had to abandon my $30 worth of delicious 2 minute noodles and hummus at the register, my coffee dude at uni now knows me by name and upgraded me to a large for free, there’s a mouse living under our couch. Sometimes it’s really hard living a lavish lifestyle like this, it really is. Going to sleep in my palace. Goodnight x

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twilight driving

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Wearing: Top c/o Glassons, Levi’s shorts, Ametrine the Label bag c/o Justa Local Store, Converse One Star shoes. 

An important point to note is that these photos were snapped whilst a raging house party featuring a slip’n’slide proceeded in the background. I swear I was this close to joining in.

Been wearing a lot of denim, sneakers and tees as of late due to laziness/hot weather/but mostly laziness. Ironically, I swear I’m the most badly dressed fashion student on campus. At least I’ve got this incredible bag to make up for my lack of effort. I will forever spend my money on bags and shoes. I’m not really your splurge-on-a-tshirt kind of gal. Speaking of- I’m gonna go window shop on Bourke St and forget about tomorrow’s looming Merchandising Management presentation. Wish me luck.

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rouleur

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Wearing: Jeans c/o Supre, thrifted tops.

So it’s been a minute. And by a minute I mean a month (or two) and it feels all wrong. ALL WRONG. I don’t really know where to start, actually, but I suppose here- I’m back in Melbourne (obviously) and despite being homeless for 2 weeks (long story), we now have our dream house (see here) and all is relatively well and good aside from the fact that I start back at uni tomorrow (I know).

So I’m a second-year fashion student and a successful home-renter so you can’t say I haven’t been busy. Really there’s no excuse, though- but if I had to make one I guess I’d go with the fact that EVERYTHING WENT WRONG as soon as I left for Melbourne. We drove from Brisbane and 4 hours into a 22 hour drive, the car broke down. On a blind corner. In the middle of the road. On a hill. In the middle of nowhere. Off to a flaming start, we set off and arrived in Melbourne in high spirits for about 20 minutes- before we realized we had nowhere to live, little to no money, no internet, I didn’t have a phone and Nina had a somewhat broken car.

It certainly wasn’t easy but I suppose everything really does happen for a reason. Even if those things are shitty. Our house is perfect and I can’t wait to do a little room tour video within the next week. I’m a little lost and completely overwhelmed so if there’s anything you want to see, let me know. plz. Thanks for sticking around. x

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blue monday

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Wearing: Top and pants c/o Glassons, belt c/o Supre, necklaces via Glassons and Uberkate.

Hey! Here are some snaps from a venture yesterday to yet another OG blog-shot location. Actually an old people’s home, but captures a surprising amount of late-afternoon golden light. Also attracts a surprising amount of homeless intruders who like to stare at you until you feel very, very uncomfortable. They should probably do something about that.

It’s too hot to wear any real clothing, so despite the suspicious once-over my dad gave me, this bodysuit is ace. I think anything with a gaping hole near the cleavage is probably reserved for not being around your parents. Speaking of, I accidentally ditched my family for like a whole week and needless to say it probably wasn’t my finest idea. But it’s back to normal Christmas festivities in the Wight household (the least festive family on the planet, fyi- we begrudgingly put our christmas tree up yesterday). And I’m gonna go try to avoid getting burnt on the beach now. Merry Christmas, little elves ♡